Almost Infamous

Boris gets lit bloggers upset on everyone's favorite topic: The National Book Awards. I didn't read the books written by any of this year's nominees (quite honestly, all I seem to read these days centers on pilates, yoga or anatomy) but I did attend the awards as Boris' guest in 2001 (aka "The Year Franzen Broke") and acted like a complete and total doof when JF squeezed by us to hit the paté. To make matters worse, I congratulated him later by saying something hideous like "Thanks for making Missourians proud!" Why why why? Yo JF: I'm now living in Kansas, so don't worry, you bring no glory nor shame for me and my state.